>>9565How dare you speak about my father like that? You have no idea what he goes through every day, trying to maintain some semblance of order among his own kind.
>>9567It's too late. It already has. But don't worry about reality unravelling. Your concern should lie elsewhere.
>>9568Forgive me if I'm skeptical, Prince Xarath. While we indulge in the grandiose idioms of poetic fancy, real people die.
>>9569How dare you mock him? He knows precisely what he's saying, unlike anyone else in this room.
